Luyện nghe bài hát The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with black buck
Bigger I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac
Bad luck fuckin' with this buck
Bigger I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad fuckin' with this black buck
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a mac
Bad luck fuckin' this black buck
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the

what? I'm complicated down to my strut
Like the way I hold my gat on its side like a pug
And I'm tickling the trigger it laugh from its gut
You would think I'm a the way it erupts

Nigga I represent the ashes and dust
All that's up in ya chin that's got ya stuck in a rut
You can fire, hold your fire, son, I'm you up
You can whistle desires even Buddha got snuffed

now I'm standing on the corner of wow
Exclamations pointed at me I'm gettin' these nouns
Got these kids inventing adjectives and renown
I am nigga, I am

Nigga please, the earth, the air, the fire and the
Third dimension, fourth dimension, dimension with ease
Oh, the chicken never thought I've got ya smokin' them
Ask your front door what my sawed off got you snortin' them

Nigga what? But I ain't gonna knock up
When it's to meet your maker ain't no changing the plot
You're an in the series nigga, I own the lot
And I'm here to serve royalties like gold in a pot

Callin' haves and nots
haves and have nots
Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and nots

haves and have nots
Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and nots
haves and have nots

Hey, ain't no to stop that
Hey, no need to stop that
Hey, ain't no need to that
Hey, ain't no

God and pussy, objects of
And ill repute rather seek up high
dig and grind that inner truth
The of my eye

A bit too fly to
With any other form the Messiah's black Mariah
Mothership, moon and sea
The wave and form of beauty born of Eden's tree
And every single Adam stands erect and to be
The follower she offers sweet communion, holy

Let me see you run it like that
Move your hips side to side
forward, push it back
Let me know firsthand the land of glory I lack
I surrender all to you if you back

Holy God you learn to squeeze it tight and then
Move it slow enough for me to question
You slowly start to tremble heaven's walls begin to
Tsunami ever after cosmic slop on

Hey, ain't no need to stop
Hey, ain't no need to stop

nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
(Ain't no need to that)
Killer, spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
Bad fuckin' with this black buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with black buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace